Posted in My Poetry

Hearing His Voice

A beautiful video by Apple. Made me both sad and happy the first time I saw it.

And a short vague poem inspired by it.

A beautiful mind,

So bluntly ignored,

Ineloquent words

That make you feel bored.

This prejudice hauls

Him into a cell.

There’s no one to see

And nothing to tell.

Poetic and smart,

Concealed from the world,

Surrounded by suns

Yet still feeling cold.

What might he then think?

That he’s a mistake;

His future and past

Both burned at the stake…

Remember that love’s 

A quite useful skill.

Impatience won’t help –

A smile always will.





Absolutely fantastic procrastinator. Creative, often irrational, hyperactive. Reader, writer, artist, photographer, film-maker, gamer.

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